Sang Jueying let out a loud shout, then swung out a large net.,A disdainful flash crossed Xiaoqing's eyes. Her massive dragon claw tore at the Constrictor Net with a gentle rip, shattering it into pieces and offering no resistance whatsoever.,But when he touched the dragon claw, not even a scratch was made, the sword light shattered, and under the immense recoil, Sang Jueying flew backward like a cannonball, crashing down a mountain peak.。